“‘She’ll probably be in the hospital until her 2nd birthday.’ I enjoyed every second I got to be her mom. Even if I knew how this was going to end, I would do it all over again.”
- Love What Matters
- Image
“‘She’ll probably be in the hospital until her 2nd birthday.’ I enjoyed every second I got to be her mom. Even if I knew how this was going to end, I would do it all over again.”
“I’d close my eyes and see myself holding my son’s lifeless body. I couldn’t get that image out of my head or decipher whether it was real or not. I wanted him to have a life full of love and fulfillment, and realized my only escape was to end my life. Stained with tears and folded neatly into my bible, I wrote my goodbye letter.”
“I write to you on the day before your 40th birthday. There are so many things I want to tell you. Bring tissues, you are going to need them.”
“I was vomiting 80 times a day. I lost a devastating 36% of my body weight, 58 pounds. I knew what I was dealing with wasn’t just ‘morning sickness.’ I was fighting for me and my daughter’s life.”
Thank you Jell-O tummy, for giving my son a warm place to sleep. Thank you stretch marks, for allowing my body to stretch enough to create my beautiful son. Thank you droopy boobies, for creating milk for my son to eat.”
“For five days, I tried to drive, take care of my kids, and go about life, but I looked like I’d had a few too many cocktails. I couldn’t walk in a straight line, and my speech was very slurred, but they discharged me.”
“If you wouldn’t ask a cis woman why she became a woman, then you shouldn’t ask a trans woman. I am because I am, and that should be good enough.”
“We are all a work in progress.”
“An elderly lady responded. She DEMANDED to know why a stranger was knocking on her window. Imagine her shock to discover her birth granddaughter, born two decades earlier, was living in Canada!”
“I’d quit for 2 weeks and say, ‘See, I don’t have a problem! I think you misunderstood.’ I strolled up to the cottage and fixed a Bloody Mary, a really GOOD one.”